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But Gilling now free of his clerical attire and presenting himself as a smart young man of the professional classes type was quick to explain that system, accurate and definite system, would expedite matters. "We know the approximate date on which the Araconda would touch here," he said as they breakfasted together.
Here," he went on, drawing a paper from his desk, "is a cablegram which arrived first thing this morning from New York from an agent who has been making a search for me in the shipping lists. This is what he says: 'Marston Greyle, St. Louis, Missouri, booked first-class passenger from New York to Falmouth, England, by S.S. Araconda, September 28th, 1912. There that's something definite.
He came the day before to be here when the Araconda got in." The two visitors, bending over the book, mutually nudged each other as their eyes encountered the signatures on the open page. There, in the handwriting of the letters which Mr. Dennie had so fortunately preserved, was the name Marston Greyle. But it was not the sight of that which surprised them; they had expected to see it.
"As the Araconda reached here late in the evening, the passengers who landed from her would be almost certain to stay the night in Falmouth. So we've only to resume our round of these hotels in order to hit something pertinent. This is plain and easy work, Copplestone no corners in it. We'll strike oil before noon."
A visit to the shipping office of the line to which the Araconda belonged revealed the fact that she reached Falmouth on October 5th at half-past ten in the evening, and that the name of Marston Greyle was on the list of first-class passengers. Gilling left the office in cheery mood. "That simplifies matters," he said.
"No," replied the doctor, "they did not. I knew of course, from what they told me that Mr. Greyle had come off the Araconda the night before, and that he was passing on. No I only gathered that they were going to the neighbourhood of Norcaster from the fact that Mr.
He would land at Falmouth from the Araconda about October 5th. Probably there is some trace of him at Falmouth. He no doubt stayed a night there. Anyway, somebody must go to Falmouth and make inquiries. You'd better go, Gilling, and at once. While you're away your partner had better resume his search for the man we know as the Squire.
"Big, fleshy man elderly very solemn in manner and appearance," answered the landlord. "I remember him well. Came in about five o 'clock in the afternoon of the 4th just after the London train arrived and booked a room. He told me he expected to meet a gentleman from New York, and was very fidgety about fixing it up to go off in the tender to the Araconda when she came into the Bay.
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